The Black Wolf King Bi Shihua sneered:

"In the realm of the Martial Saint, even if you dare to resist the Floating Tu Army, you are simply a mantis arm as a car, and you can't do anything about yourself."

"Today, let this young man who doesn't know the height of the sky understand what the world's first cavalry is and what the cold reality is."

"Knowing that the way of war and killing is not a child's play, the blood and courage of a reckless man are vulnerable."

In an instant, Yang Jiao grabbed the reins with one hand, and the fiery red horse erupted in a roar, which immediately made the Futu army feel restless.

Even the xenohorses under the crotches of several generals led by the Futu Army began to become irritable.

The black-blooded horse used by Tiefutu, the most powerful cavalry in the world, was one zhang long, eight feet high, and his whole body was black, and he was fifty paces away in the blink of an eye.

Among the 1,000 black-blooded horses, one of them is likely to produce a heterogeneous horse, and this heterogeneous horse is called the Black Demon Qilin.

Because this kind of horse is not only taller and more endurance than the black blood horse, but also from the legs to the abdomen, it is covered with many scales.

Like a legendary unicorn. These scales are so tough that they are comparable to iron armor, and they cannot be cut through with a knife.

Now the Black Wolf King Bi Shihua and they are riding the Black Demon Qilin.

And the horse that Yang Jiao rode was the one who spent a lot of money to buy a batch of Fire Rome two years ago, and his horse was the king of Fire Rome.

originally possessed the strength and physical strength of an innate martial artist, and after Yang Jiao's long-term use of the negative energy of heaven and earth to wash the marrow, he not only understood human language, but also had the spiritual wisdom of seven or eight years old in the human race, and even rivaled the peak grandmaster.

So much so that the power of the king of horses exuded intimidated all the horses present.

"Yun'an, you little son, don't think that you can single-handedly defeat Ben Shuai's 50,000 floating slaughter army."

"Or do you also understand that Ben Shuai led the army to come to Qing to kill, because of you."

"Do you want to sacrifice yourself for others, trying to sacrifice yourself to save thousands of soldiers and civilians?"

Black Wolf King Bi Shihua's tone paused slightly, and he mocked loudly:

"Middle-earth Tianzhou, the Confucianism, Taoism, benevolence and righteousness mentioned are really pedantic."

When Yang Jiao heard this, the corners of his mouth rose, and he said angrily:

"What is needed to lead troops to fight is definitely not to practice benevolence and righteousness, and the commander has only one goal, that is, to win."

"The reason why I'm here alone today is because you're just some people who sell their heads, and they are chickens and dogs."

His face was cold, and he said word by word:

"Slaughtering you is like pulling out weeds."

"Arrogance."

The pitch-black cloak worn by the Black Wolf King Bi Shihua was windless and automatic, and the double-edged bladed axe in his hand was raised high:

"Sons, let this little know what the first cavalry in the world is."

After an order was given, the Futu Army's Prison Character Battalion was the first to charge, followed by the forward cavalry composed of innate martial artists.

It was like the sound of the shaking of horses' hooves like a storm, and it hit Yang Jiao like a storm.

"Hahaha."

Seeing this, Yang Jiao broke out with a deafening roar, which immediately made the Futu army stunned, and I don't know how many soldiers fell off their horses.

Then, full of pride, he took out his horse longbow and shot it at several leaders of the prison camp with a nine-star alignment.

Suddenly, the arrow, which looked like a cannonball, directly floated into the head of the commander of the prison battalion of the Tutu Army.

Ouyang Shan, possessed Dacheng, Yuwentu, possessed, Murong Hu, the peak of manifestation, the three of them were directly dissipated by the masculine power of qi and blood contained in Yang Jiao's arrows.

As a result, he was killed, but the prison battalion of the Futu Army was originally a battalion composed of death row prisoners.

The death of the commander inspired their ferocity, since they would also be killed by the forward cavalry when they retreated, so why not move forward and fight to find a way out.

Yang Jiao's posture of being a lonely teenager immediately aroused the desire to survive in the hearts of all the prison soldiers.

In an instant, nine more arrows broke through the air, and each arrow was so powerful that it was also running rapidly.

As a result, each arrow pierced the lives of dozens of soldiers one after another.

When the bow and arrows in Yang Jiao's quiver ran out, the prison battalion had already lost one-third of its number.

However, at this time, the remnants of the prison camp have been stimulated by Yang Jiao's posture like Yan Luo's life, and the only thought in his heart is to rush to Chong Chong, only by rushing in front of him and slashing him with a knife can the current nightmare end.

Yang Jiao looked at the approaching army, a look of excitement appeared in his eyes, and he brazenly charged at the Futu army with a gun, and he couldn't help but use poetry to cheer up, shouting with a sound shock:

"Men should kill people, and kill mercilessly."

"Immortal karma is all in killing."

The Grim Spear suddenly swallowed the spear, and on the body of the spear, it was fused with the blood of the thirty-three ancient Hercules Gods, and it possessed infinite power. z.br>

was led out by Yang Jiao, and then used the Changhong through Japanese style in "Infernal Killing".

In an instant, a long green rainbow was like a heavenly river across the starry night, rushing towards the prison camp with unstoppable might.

In a breath, everyone was killed.

Seeing this, the forward cavalry in the rear still rushed towards Yang Jiao's horse with an expressionless face.

Tiefutu is known as the first cavalry in the world, naturally not only their weapons, war horses, and cultivation are higher than other cavalry, but most importantly, they are not only ruthless to the enemy, but also to their comrades, and even more ruthless to themselves, and they also believe in the military order of fighting to the death.

Yang Jiao didn't care about this, it was another fire dance of the sun, and in the sky, the scorching flames that slipped into fist intent, and the flames contained subtle guns with unparalleled wind power.

When the beautiful fireworks fell on them with lightning speed.

Blood splattered everywhere, and screams were endless.

Yang Jiao is in the midst of all armies, holding his head high:

"Black Wolf King, you still plan to watch from the wall, hahaha, the first cavalry in the world, that's it?"

saw Yang Jiao in the army, riding a horse and killing unscrupulously, and the soldiers of the Futu Army decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he continued to compose poems loudly:

"Killing heaven and earth, tragic and shocking."

"Kill one person in three steps, and your heart will not stop."

"Blood flows thousands of miles, and the corpse pillows thousands of mountains."

"The strong man fights, and sleeps with the corpses of the enemy."

......

"Ancient benevolence and virtue are exclusive to harming people, and morality has never been true."

"You don't see, the lion and tiger prey has gained prestige, and the poor elk has no mercy."

"The world has never been strong and weak, even if it is justified, it is in vain."

"Jun Xiu asked, men have their own boys."

......

Suddenly, there was a roaring sound, and a double-sided bladed axe slashed at Yang Jiao with the momentum of splitting Huashan.

"Zheng!"

The air erupted with the sound of gold and stone colliding.

"What a fierce boy." The black wolf king Bi Shihua was shocked and retreated seven or eight feet with his horse.

"What a peerless young god general, what a killing embryo, I didn't expect you to cultivate to reach the peak of martial saints at a young age."

"It seems that you can't be left behind."

"Hey, kill the embryo." Yang Jiao shouted loudly:

"Men should be violent, and things and benevolence should not stand."

"Men are in the killing arena, and they are as bold as bears and as wolves."

"If you are born as a man, you will kill people, and you will not teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart."